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Age: 6 Years   Sex: Female

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   Leave a bone for Shadow

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

October 1st 2010

Running, chasing, bugging old dogs

Birds, cats, that pesky dog in the mirror

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Arrival Story:
My husband called one evening and told me to come and get him and bring a towel. We found Shadow lying in a filthy, freezing garage. She was about 2 weeks old and he traded a days work to save her life. I spent the rest of the night coaxing her to live and 10 months later she is healthy, happy and one of my greatest joys.

Shadows first year has been plagued by health problems. She was infested with parasites when I got her and had been unconcious for several hours when my husband found her. She is missing the tip of one ear and the other is damaged. She had a bacterial skin infection and a broken rib. She also had a UTI that took forever to clear up. At 8 months old she finally got her healthy and at 10 months the vet said she looked great. Shadow is a very special dog who requires very careful handling. Although she acts tough she is very timid and sensitive. She neither acts like a typical dog nor does she respond to common training methods. Although she has been a great challenge she is one of my greatest treasures. I am awed everyday by her will to survive and her joy in being her. In spite of everything she attacks life with an unequalled enthusiasum that makes me feel inferior. She truly is a gift and I am so grateful to have her in my life.

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Three years

September 30th 2013 11:13 am
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Tomorrow my baby girl will be three. Not to shabby for the pup that wasn't supposed to survive the night. I remember holding her tiny, lifeless body in my hand and feeling that flutter of a heart beat as she fought with unimaginable tenacity to stay in this world.
At three years old she still has an overactive heart and poor lung function. She seems to be able to see movement but fails to identify what it is. She is hyper and defensive, but has fallen in love with the resident beagle and enjoys evening walks with him, mostly muzzle free.
She shows a sweet submission to her beloved Sabi and knows instinctively that she must be careful, which is amazing considering she barrels through life with all the grace of a mini tank. Soon we will both learn to walk this path without Sabs wisdom and guidance.
In three short years Shadow has become a beautiful, loving little lady who faces adversity with a tactless grace that is breathtaking. She came into this world with the deck stacked against her, and has never looked back. She is constantly grinning and her tail never stops. Her green Frisbee is the best toy ever and she takes pains to hide it from the other dogs.
As we prepare for a new phase in life I am comforted by the fact that my sweet Shadow will walk with me into the coming darkness. I cannot predict what the next year will bring, but I am certain that wherever this road goes she will be romping at my side, Frisbee at the ready, when we get to the next crossing.
Happy Birthday Mini Mutt!


I AM smart!

February 23rd 2013 11:05 pm
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Mom keeps crying because everyone tells her to get a better dog, I'm not worth it. Then she hugs me and says I'm wonderful. I just want to play. She put a funny collar on me that made my neck tingle, but I fixed her. I just stayed really close to her, where it never tingles and refused to leave. Yesterday she called her friend and told him to take it back. She said I got "collar wise" way to quick.
We were playing with my weave poles again today, I didn't like them at first but you should see me now! I'm fast! And soon she says I get an A frame, that sounds fun.
We play a new fetch game now. I have to sit before Mom throws it, and then sometimes she makes me drop it on the way back. I still have to go back to Mom though and then she sends me back to get it and bring it to her. And sometimes she says leave it right when I get to it and I'm supposed to go all the way back to her and THEN go back and get it. She says I'm brilliant. I almost never mess it up. I can stay for almost 2 minutes now with Mom almost 5 feet away too. And everytime I down she laughs, cause she says I down like someone shot me. I just want her to hurry and get to the fun stuff.
Our neighbor came to visit the other day and she was really sad, Mom let me play with her cause she says dogs are good for what ails you. She just kept crying so I brought her some toys. She still seemed pretty unhappy so I gave her some kisses and cleaned her glasses for her, she finally started laughing and Mom said I did good.
See, I am smart. Mom was right all along.


Its my Birthday!

October 1st 2012 5:56 pm
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Today I am 2 years old! When my mom first got me on October 18 the vet guessed me at 15-18 days old, so they put my birthday down as October 1. Its been a long tough couple of years, but now I'm not a baby anymore. I have almost conquered obedience but it's soooo boring. I like this Agility stuff much better, the tunnel is fun! I still don't like strange dogs, they scare me and I forget my manners. And sometimes stuff scares me when Mom takes me out. I try really hard to be brave but Mom says it's ok and she wants me to just relax. I still need to have my Lambie to sleep at night but I hide it so no one says I'm a baby.

My baby is now my little lady. I am so glad I was there to bring her home that night. For the rivers of tears that I have cried, for the bites and bruises, for the countless vet bills and endless setbacks. It all adds up to one great little dog. She may not be perfect, she may not be the dog I would have chosen, she may have more issues then 10 dogs but if I could change what was, if I could go back and do it all over,erase her existence, I wouldn't change a thing.

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